Dreams and Reality
(Go) we survived through the rain and the stormy weather
Niggas hate to see you fly they wanna cut your feathers
But I stand ten toes like a fucking waiter
That's why I hustle now so I can ball later
Fake rap better take it back
Fake ass fake boobs that don't ever last
I'm upcoming so I'm on the rise
They gon smile to your face
But deep down they wanna see you down shii
This is reality you know tomorrow's never promised
Life's moving too fast I'm heading for the chemist
I been hustling for the root of all evil
Vibing to the wrong beat you end up dancing with the devil
OG baller way before winning eleven
Been through hell hope I make it out to heaven
I was broke back then mehn i couldn't buy a G-shock
Now the diamonds on my rolly got my gees shocked
"Let he without sin cast the first stone"
But when I look around all I see is false popes
I'm on the road to success fuck a lift
Cos real niggas don't count favors when they beef
I never hated on a fellow brother mehn It's all love
I almost lost hope I never knew that I was tested
Funny everything I prayed for manifested
I ain't surprised niggas die everyday
It's a blessing to be alive and strive through the day
Taking my time but time be ticking away
I'm counting money with my hands
You playing ten ten
My eye's color like the stop sign
My shoe bottom color is also the same as the stop sign
They should have told you that I'm dangerous
You don't know the bro code you can't hang with us
I just wanna stack it all just to see my mama proud
Already bagged a degree hope I make my father proud
Real niggas move in silence after hitting the loud
Just a fucking microphone only way I move the crowd
Never running flat I can never be tired
I just bump to Nipsey blow Kush and get higher
See now I got my heart on my sleeves
Fell in love with rap music never knew it was a gift
My life is like a movie, got God behind the scenes
They say the good die young methuselah seff na bad person
Who suppose to help you no go stress you
Bless you if it doesn't break you then it makes you
I'm different from the usual cos I'm an outsider
I ain't fucking with the crowd bro
Steady recording make my song dey pull the crowd bro
Pull up in a Benz I don't know how I might say this (Mercedes)
Alphabetically mehn you far from the A-list
Niggas hate to see you fly they wanna cut your feathers
But I stand ten toes like a fucking waiter
That's why I hustle now so I can ball later
Fake rap better take it back
Fake ass fake boobs that don't ever last
I'm upcoming so I'm on the rise
They gon smile to your face
But deep down they wanna see you down shii
This is reality you know tomorrow's never promised
Life's moving too fast I'm heading for the chemist
I been hustling for the root of all evil
Vibing to the wrong beat you end up dancing with the devil
OG baller way before winning eleven
Been through hell hope I make it out to heaven
I was broke back then mehn i couldn't buy a G-shock
Now the diamonds on my rolly got my gees shocked
"Let he without sin cast the first stone"
But when I look around all I see is false popes
I'm on the road to success fuck a lift
Cos real niggas don't count favors when they beef
I never hated on a fellow brother mehn It's all love
I almost lost hope I never knew that I was tested
Funny everything I prayed for manifested
I ain't surprised niggas die everyday
It's a blessing to be alive and strive through the day
Taking my time but time be ticking away
I'm counting money with my hands
You playing ten ten
My eye's color like the stop sign
My shoe bottom color is also the same as the stop sign
They should have told you that I'm dangerous
You don't know the bro code you can't hang with us
I just wanna stack it all just to see my mama proud
Already bagged a degree hope I make my father proud
Real niggas move in silence after hitting the loud
Just a fucking microphone only way I move the crowd
Never running flat I can never be tired
I just bump to Nipsey blow Kush and get higher
See now I got my heart on my sleeves
Fell in love with rap music never knew it was a gift
My life is like a movie, got God behind the scenes
They say the good die young methuselah seff na bad person
Who suppose to help you no go stress you
Bless you if it doesn't break you then it makes you
I'm different from the usual cos I'm an outsider
I ain't fucking with the crowd bro
Steady recording make my song dey pull the crowd bro
Pull up in a Benz I don't know how I might say this (Mercedes)
Alphabetically mehn you far from the A-list
Credits
Writer(s): Sambo Joshua Chuwang
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